Clouds cried softly but long
despite the loud thunders.
The rain rhymed like a sad song,
nay happiness mattered.

This juvenile heart lingered
on faded memories.
Overwhelmed with great regrets
yearning for remedies.

Still, as the water flowing;
Calmer than the mild breeze;
Distant from fears of falling,
avoid the vicious debris.

 

MR @ 2016

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